| He turned up to get a job
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| To show he wasnt scared
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| All wrapped up in that army crap
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| He thought hed be prepared
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| Well at the age of seventeen,
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| He was forced to choose
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| Now at the age of twenty-one
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| Hes in catch-22
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| He turned up for just three years
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| It seemed a small amount
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| But what they didnt tell him was
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| The first two didnt count
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| At the age of seventeen how was he to know?
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| That at the age of twenty-one
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| Hed still have more to go?
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his name!
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| Tin soldier! |
| no chance of casual fame!
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| Tin soldier! |
| well now he knows the truth!
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his youth!
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| He turned up, to start out right
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| To do right by his son
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| Well now he waits
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| And he counts the days
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| That mark time since day one
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| At the age of seventeen
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| He did what he was told
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| Now at the age of twenty-one
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| Theres still one-third to go!
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his name!
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| Tin soldier! |
| no chance of casual fame!
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| Tin soldier! |
| well now he knows the truth!
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his youth!
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| (left! right! left right left! left! right! left right left!)
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| At the age of seventeen
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| He fall in line to Now at the age of twenty-one
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| He still marches to
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| (one! two! three! four!)
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his name!
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| Tin soldier! |
| no chance of casual fame!
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| Tin soldier! |
| well now he knows the truth!
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| Tin soldier! |
| he signed away his youth!
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| Tin soldier! |
| what is he fighting for?
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| Tin soldier! |
| to win a fucking war?
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| Tin soldier! |
| (completely indecipherable lyric)
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| Tin soldier! |
| arrgh yeah!!!
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| Signed away his name
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| Signed away his name |